ANNCR:

And now stay tuned for the mystery program that is unique among all mystery programs..because even when you know who is guilty - you always receive a startling surprise at the final curtain - in The Signal Oil Program - "The Whistler"...

MUSIC:

(WHISTLE)

MUSIC:

(TYMP BEATS)

ANNCR:

(ON ECHO) ...Signal...the famous go-farther gasoline - invites you to sit back and enjoy another strange story by the "Whistler".

MUSIC:

(WHISTLE ON TO FULL ECHO...DIMINISH ECHO TO CLEAR AND SEGUE TO ORCHESTRA UP TO CLIMAX)

WHISTLER:

...I am the Whistler...(SNEAK IN ORCHESTRA THEME AND CARRY UNDER FOLLOWING) ....And I know many things for I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows. Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak.

MUSIC:

THEME AND TYMPANY BRIDGE

ANNCR:

And now for the Signal Oil Company, the Whistler's strange story, "A Matter of Patience"

WHISTLER:

When the big car swung in the drive, the front door to the sprawling, colonial mansion was already open... a servant on the front porch waiting to speak to the man who stepped from the car, started up the porch steps.... it was the housekeeper and she was very excited...upset... John Granger could tell it even before she spoke, and also he knew that it was going to be about his wife, Lillian...

MRS. ALB:

(BREATHLESSLY) Mr. Granger! I'm so glad you're home!

JOHN:

What is it, Mrs. Alberts -- what's wrong? Is Mrs.--

MRS. ALB:

Mrs. Granger, yes! There's been an accident...she cut her wrist. Dr. Phillips is with her now -- upstairs.

JOHN:

I'll go right -- (BREAKS OFF) Oh...here's the doctor - -

DOCTOR:

(OFF) It's all right. Mrs. Albert's...nothing to get excited -- (SEES GRANGER) Oh...hello, Granger.

JOHN:

Is Lillian all right?

DOCTOR:

Yes...yes...scarcely a scratch. I've given her a sedative.

JOHN:

Can I do anything?

DOCTOR:

No...However, I'd like to talk to you a moment...if...uh.....we - -- -

JOHN:

Excuse us, Mrs. Alberts -- I'll be right in.

MRS. A:

Certainly. Call if you need me, Mr. Granger --- goodnight, Doctor.

DOCTOR:

(UP) Good night.

JOHN:

Well, Doctor?

DOCTOR:

I'll come straight to the point, Granger. Your father-in-law asked me to talk to you. You know, beside being D. J. Dawson's doctor, I'm one of his closest friends.

JOHN:

I know.

DOCTOR:

Frankly, D. J. is very worried about his daughter.

JOHN:

I see. Then you don't think Lillian cut her wrist accidentally.

DOCTOR:

She says it was an accident.

JOHN:

But you don't believe it.

DOCTOR:

I don't know what to believe. Your wife's a very nervous woman, Granger.

JOHN:

Yes, but I'm sure this was an accident.

DOCTOR:

She's been upset lately over the diet I've put her on - seems to have an abnormal craving for sweets and they're bad for her.

JOHN:

I know.

DOCTOR:

Furthermore, I'm going to have to make her diet even more strict - no sweets of any kind.

JOHN:

That won't be easy with Lillian .....

DOCTOR:

(SIGHS) She should have a hobby of some kind, Granger - get her mind off herself ...I was wondering...as a girl she used to like photography.....

JOHN:

You think she should get interested in it again?

DOCTOR:

I think it would help - greatly.

JOHN:

I'll certainly do what I can, doctor -- I mean in seeing that she adheres to the diet -- and helping getting her started on a hobby......

DOCTOR:

I knew you would -- D. J. will be pleased, too - he's been terribly worried......

JOHN:

You can tell D. J. to forget it, Doctor -- I'll look after my wife...she's going to be all right.

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

It's strange about Lillian, isn't it, John...you're certain it was an accident...the way she cut her wrists. But the others believe she actually tried to take her life...In these past years there have been times when you've wished she would, haven't you...You've felt that she's nagged, held you down...and you've had a far different marriage than the one you planned.. particularly since learning that your wife, Lillian, had no money in her own name...that her father holds everything in a tight rein...particularly the partnership in Dawson and Company which you expected...But somehow... now....you believe you can remedy the situation...and that's why you're not at all alarmed the next morning when your father-in-law calls you into his office...

DAWSON:

I've just talked to Dr. Phillips on the phone, John.

JOHN:

Yes, D. J.?

DAWSON:

(ANGRILY) Yes. And I've been talking to a few other people, too. Just how long has Eloise Tracy been your secretary?

JOHN:

Oh -- a couple of months, I'd say.

DAWSON:

And in the last two months, you've scarcely spent one evening at home.

JUN:

I've had a lot of overtime work to do.

DAWSON:

Where? In night clubs? You and Eloise have been seen in every club on the Sunset Strip --

JOHN:

Possibly dropping in for a bite to eat after work.

DAWSON:

Well, I'll put a stop to that! I'm not going to fire Eloise. It probably isn't her fault. But I'll exchange secretaries with you for the present. You can have Miss Summers.

JOHN:

Miss Summers? Why, she's been your private secretary for years. You couldn't get along without her.

DAWSON:

Perhaps not. But I'd make any sacrifice for my daughter's happiness. Do you realize that if this came to Lillian's attention, it would kill her?

JOHN:

I'm not so sure about that.

DAWSON; Well, I am. Lillian is a sensitive girl.

JOHN:

That's a matter of opinion, D.J.

DAWSON:

She loves you devotedly. You're her whole life! Can't you see...if anything happened to your marriage, Lillian might take the most desperate steps. She would stop at nothing.

JOHN:

Has it ever occurred to you, that I might want to leave Lillian?

DAWSON:

(ANGRY) I won't stand for it - do you hear? I won't stand for it!

JOHN:

Just what do you propose to do about it?

DAWSON:

You leave my daughter and I'll see to it that you don't get another job in this town! I know everybody in the importing business. I'll have you blackballed ---

JOHN:

Take it easy, D.J. Maybe we can come to terms.

DAWSON:

What do you mean - terms?

JOH:

I mean - make me a partner in the firm, and I'll agree to stay with Lillian... anything you say...

DAWSON:

A partner? Why - this is - practically blackmail!

JOHN:

Yes, isn't it?

DAWSON:

I see -- (DECIDES) So our cards are on the table, John. All right, you will be a partner in the firm. However, the stock that I transfer will be placed in Lillian's name. (SMILES) A deal, John?

JOHN:

A hard bargain, D. J. -- but a deal....yes!

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

It isn't exactly what you wanted, is it, John? But you feel certain that things will work out. You manage to have a few words with Eloise...tell her that you can't see so much of each other in the future....at least not in public. Then you leave the office early, go home. You find Mrs. Alberts in the kitchen, question her about the whereabouts of Lillian...

JOHN:

What did you say, Mrs. Alberts? She's in the tool shed?

MRS. A.:

Yes. Isn't it wonderful, Mr. Granger -- she's directing the carpenters. They're making the shed into a studio for Mrs. Granger's photography.

JOHN:

Oh, I see.....

MRS. A:

(EXCITEDLY) A dark room and everything....Oh, Mr. Granger, you don't know how happy it makes me to see Mrs. Granger taking a real interest in something again.

JOHN:

Yes, it's fine - Uh, I'd better go out and see what's going on.

MUSIC:

(BRIDGE)

SOUND:

(BG BUILDING, POUNDING)

LILLIAN:

Oh, John, you're home early. How nice!

JOHN:

Hello, Lillian, men just finishing up, I see --

LILLIAN:

Yes - they've been working so hard all day...

SOUND:

(POUNDING STOPS)

LILLIAN:

....really earned a rest.

MAN:

(CALLS, FADING) 'Night, Mrs. Granger.

LILLIAN:

(UP) Goodnight, Fred. (TO JOHN) They're so nice. (REMEMBERING) Oh, and just think of little you becoming a partner in father's firm.

JOHN:

Your father is a very fine man, Lillian. He's very good to us. But you are actually the partner, dear.

LILLIAN:

It doesn't matter. Everything is for both of us, John. You know that.

JOHN:

Yes, darling. We can really have a good life now.

LILLIAN:

I've always felt that you and Father didn't like each other too much.

JOHN:

Nonsense, dear. How can we help but like each other when we both have your best interests at heart. You're the most important person in the world to us both.

LILLIAN:

I wish I could really believe that. Sometimes I've doubted that you really loved me, John. At times, I've been so unhappy that I could almost die.

JOIN:

I'm sorry if I've seemed to neglect you. But it's been business. I've tried to make good in your father's firm by hard work. I've wanted to build a secure future for the two of us.

LILLIAN:

Oh, I know you have, John. And I'm going to do my part by being more cheerful. I'm not going to let anything worry or depress me. I'm going to work hard on my photography, and I'm going to diet - very strictly.

JOHN:

Never mind that part, darling. We can't let them bully you too much - we've had little secrets before..we'll simply have another.

LILLIAN:

I -- don't understand....

JOHN:

Here, darling -- I -- I brought you these.

LILLIAN:

John! Chocolates! My favorites, too!

JOHN:

(MOCK TENDER) Yes, dearest -- I know what a craving you have for sweets!

MUSIC:

(CURTAIN)

ANNCR:

Tonight I'd like to have a little chat - especially with you motorists who buy "most any" brand of gasoline that happens to be convenient - because you think "gasoline is gasoline". You'd change your mind in a hurry - if you'd spend some time around Signal Service Stations - as I do - listening to comments of regular Signal customers. You'd hear them telling about records they've kept - which prove the good mileage which has made Signal famous as the go-farther gasoline. You'd hear them bragging about their car's performance; its lively get-away; and the smooth quiet way it walks up hills in high - since they switched to Signal. What's more - there are now so many drivers like this - who won't be satisfied with anything less than Signal - this summer has been by far the biggest summer in the entire history of Signal Oil Company. Well - friends; when a gasoline is increasing so in popularity - it seems to me you'd just naturally want to find out what it is about that gasoline - which makes motorists prefer it. There's no better time to find out - than with your very next tankful of gasoline. No better place to get it - than at the very next Signal Station you see.

WHISTLER:

Well, John...it's going differently than you'd hoped and planned for, but you decide to be patient, wait your time....also, you can count on Lillian to help make your freedom complete...her desire for sweets is something that you can quietly take advantage of - your "little secret"......Also, you continue to see Eloise Tracy... another secret and something else over which you must exercise patience...but you manage to play your part well for Lillian's father, and one day some weeks later he again calls you into his office...this time for a more pleasant conversation....

DAWSON:

Well, John, my boy, how do you like it?

JOHN:

The new letterhead. Dawson, Granger and Company. It looks great, D. J.

DAWSON:

I like it, myself, now that I'm used to the idea.

JOHN:

Thanks, D. J.

DAWSON:

Frankly, at first, I didn't feel that you were the man for Lillian. But I guess I was wrong. She seems very happy lately.

JOHN:

She's become very interested in her amateur photography. That was a good idea Dr. Phillips had.

DAWSON:

He's greatly encouraged. I talked to him on the phone yesterday. He's still concerned about her general health, however.

JOHN:

Is that so? I think she's been sticking pretty close to the diet he gave her.

DAWSON:

As long as she's happy, that's all that matters.

JOHN:

You're so right, D. J.

DAWSON:

Well, I wanted you to be the first to see the new stationery. Now I'll have Miss Hansen see that every department receives a supply.

JOHN:

Miss Hansen?

DAWSON:

My new secretary. She started to work this morning,

JOHN:

But - where's Eloise Tracy?

DAWSON:

Eloise? She's gone. Has another job. I got it for her myself.

JOHN:

You - you did?

DAWSON:

Yes. You know, that girl is too attractive to work in a business office. But I didn't want to fire her until I'd lined her up somewhere else..

JOHN:

Oh --that was decent of you, D. J.

DAWSON:

I placed her with one of our biggest accounts. Ramirez, the coffee king.

JOHN:

Ramirez? But he's located in Brazil.

DAWSON:

He wants an American secretary to take back with him. It's just the job for Eloise, don't you think -- give her a chance to travel and all that .....

JOHN:

Yeah -- yeah -- just..the....job...

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

The news strikes you like a blow in the face, doesn't it, John? Your father-in-law is more aware than you've realized...and more clever. He's arranged to put Eloise out of your reach for good. That's why you're trembling with rage inside as you leave Dawson's office, check the files and learn that Ramirez is stopping at the Seneca Hotel on Wilshire. You leave immediately and drive out there. On your call to his suite on the house phone, Eloise answers...she protests to being busy and cannot see you at once -- You're pacing the lobby restlessly when she finally steps out of the elevator, looking pale and tense...

ELOISE:

John! You shouldn't have come here.

JOHN:

I must talk to you, Eloise. Dawson just told me everything. Where can we go to be alone?

ELOISE:

I have only a few minutes, John. Mr. Ramirez is dictating.

JOHN:

Please, Eloise, sit down. Let's talk this over.

ELOISE:

There's nothing to talk about, John. I've made up my mind. I'm doing what's best for both of us.

JOHN:

But you can't do it, Eloise! You can't go to Brazil. It's so far away!

ELOISE:

That's why I'm going, John.

JOHN:

But you can get a job here in Los Angeles -- I'll get you one.

ELOISE:

No, that won't do.

JOHN:

Eloise, you have me! I can take care of you, if necessary.

ELOISE:

No, John. I've thought it over carefully. We must make a clean break.

JOHN:

But I can't live without you, Eloise. You know that.

ELOISE:

Oh, yes, you can, John, You'll have a good life...your partnership in the Dawson firm...money, security...

JOHN:

But, Eloise...if I can't share it with you -- what use?

ELOISE:

Don't talk like that, John. You're not making it any easier for us --

JOHN:

Please listen to me, Eloise --

ELOISE:

No. We've got to face facts...that's all, and I have to consider my own future. Mr. Ramirez will introduce me to people in South America.

JOHN:

They've fixed it up very nicely between them, haven't they - Ramirez and Dawson. Can't you see? It's just D. J.'s trick to separate us!

ELOISE:

John, you're married. I intend to be someday.

JOHN; I see -- the queen of a coffee plantation. And I with my nagging queen, Lillian!

ELOISE:

There's no use being bitter. Please....I have to go back up.

JOHN:

When do you leave?

ELOISE:

We sail in two weeks. Mr. Ramirez has business here that he must take care of first.

JOHN:

Then we'll see each other again?

ELOISE:

No, John. I don't think so.

JOHN:

But, Eloise --

ELOISE:

We'll make it goodbye now. It's better this way. (SOFTLY) Goodbye, John, And think of me -- won't you?

JOHN:

(DESPERATE) Eloise!!

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

You're too upset to go back to the office, aren't you, John? You can't let D. J. see you this way -- and so you call the office, then drive on out to your home in the Valley. On the way, you try to think things out. One thing is certain....You must not lose Eloise. She loves you, you're certain.... and by the time you reach the house, you've decided to talk to Lillian about a divorce. As you enter the living room, Mrs. Alberts, the housekeeper, calls out to you --

MRS. A:

Mr. Granger?

JOHN:

Yes, Mrs. Alberts?

MRS. A:

(COMES ON) Oh, I've got to talk to you privately, sir-- now----while Mrs. Granger is busy out in her studio.

JOHN:

Yes? What's it about, Mrs. Alberts?

MRS. A:

It's about her - Mrs. Granger! I'm afraid something terrible is going to happen!

JOHN:

Calm yourself, Mrs. Alberts. What are you talking about?

MRS. A:

Oh, it's just awful! I thought everything was going along so well! Mrs, Granger's been cheerful and calm. But this afternoon I found it!

JOHN:

You found....what?

MRS. A:

The bottle of poison. She's going to kill herself!

JOHN:

Ridiculous!

MRS. A:

No, it's true. I found the bottle in her room. It was marked poison...hydro-something....I can't remember the name.

JOHN:

Where is the bottle? Let me see it.

MRS. A:

That's just it. I can't. It's gone. I went to telephone you about it. But you weren't in your office. Then when I went back to get the poison, it was...gone!

JOHN:

I see...Well, never mind, Mrs. Alberts. I'll take care of everything.

MRS. A:

Perhaps you could have a talk with Mrs. Granger.

JOHN:

Yes. But for now -- please -- just put the whole thing out of your mind.

MRS. A:

Yes, sir.......

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

This changes your plans, doesn't it, John? And suddenly you decide not to mention divorce to Lillian...not for the present...because things just might work out another way....But you have made another decision....And later that night, after Lillian has gone to bed, you again talk to the old housekeeper...

MRS. A:

A vacation, Mr. Granger? Why -- I -- I hadn't thought of such a thing. Do you think it would be wise for me to leave Mrs. Granger just now?

JOHN:

I'm going to take some time off from the office, so I can be with her more, Mrs. Alberts.

MRS. A:

Oh -- She'd like that, I'm sure.

JOHN:

Yes...I'm going to spend the next couple of weeks showing her a good time. We'll go on some little trips together, so she can take some film with that new 16 millimeter camera.

MRS. A:

But what about the housework?

JOHN:

We'll manage. Lillian likes to cook, you know.

MRS. A:

Yes, she does. She always insists on making your desserts. (SMILES) Her secret recipes......Still, sir, I ---

JOHN:

Now---now---it's all settled, Mrs. Alberts --- do you good.

MRS. A:

Well -- I would like to visit my sister in Ohio. Haven't seen her for years.

JOHN:

See her by all means. The trip will be a present from us.

MRS. A:

Oh, thank you, Mr. Granger. I'll give you my address -- and if you need me, you just call -- I'll come right back home.

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

With the housekeeper away, everything should work out beautifully, shouldn't it, John? In the days that follow you watch Lillian closely. She does seem nervous, even depressed, still you can't believe she actually intends taking her own life. But the important thing is what the others think, isn't it, John -- yes -- and you can't wait too much longer now-- because in your few attempts to see Eloise Tracy, she refuses to talk to you ....she'll soon leave for Brazil unless you change her plans. It's one evening shortly before Mrs. Alberts is to return that you and Lillian are finishing dinner...

LILLIAN:

How did you like the dessert, John?

JOHN:

Excellent as usual -- you're a fine cook, Lillian.

LILLIAN:

(SMILES) My special recipes...something you really do admire about me....

JOHN:

You aren't having any, of course.

LILLIAN:

No. I've had my sweets for today. The chocolates you put in my studio for me.

JOHN:

We-el, there were only a few. I know you shouldn't have candy. Dr. Phillips would never approve.

LILLIAN:

He won't know. And it gives me a lift while I'm working.

JOHN:

You should stick to your diet you know.....

LILLIAN:

To tell you the truth, John. I've stopped worrying about it -- these last weeks have been wonderful. I've been very happy.

JOHN:

I'm glad, Lillian.

LILLIAN:

The photography is very interesting. I have all sorts of plans. Now for our trip tomorrow --

JOHN:

I'm sorry, Lillian. I'm afraid we'll have to postpone the trip. I must go to the office tomorrow.

LILLIAN:

That's all right, dear. I have a lot I can do. I'll develop the film we took the other day. And then I can work on some redeveloping fluid -- I've been intending to do that for some time. I bought the hydrocyanic acid several weeks ago.

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

You were right, weren't you, John -- Lillian had no intention of taking her life....none at all...It was merely a foolish suspicion on the part of Mrs. Alberts. The acid was for her photography...and now you decide that you'll have to take matters in your own hands.... It's an idea you've been toying with, isn't it? A simple, effective idea -- with some of that poison acid injected into the chocolates that you put in Lillian's studio. It will fit in so perfectly with Mrs. Albert's suspicions...when she testifies later that she found the poison in Lillian's room and feared a suicide try. That night, after Lillian goes to bed, you take care of everything, carefully injecting the chocolates with the poison. In the morning as you leave for the office, Lillian is in excellent spirits...

JOHN:

Well, I must go, dear...sorry we had to cancel our trip today.

LILLIAN:

It doesn't matter. I have a full day planned. I'll be in the studio all day.

JOHN:

Don't work too hard.

LILLIAN:

I'll try not to. By the way, Mrs. Alberts is coming back this morning.

JOHN:

Oh --today?

LILLIAN:

Yes.

JOHN:

Isn't that sooner than expected?

LILLIAN:

I had a telegram from her a couple of days ago. I forgot to mention it.

JOHN:

I see - uh - what time does her train get in?

LILLIAN:

At ten. She'll take a taxi from the station...should be here about eleven.

JOHN:

Eleven...

LILLIAN; I'm going to leave a note for her in the kitchen, telling her that I'll be out in the studio all day and not to disturb me.

JOHN:

That's a very good idea, Lillian....yes...

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

The morning passes slowly at the office, doesn't it, John...you try to keep your mind on business, but it's out of the question as you wonder what's happening at home...Wonder if Mrs. Alberts arrived...if she saw Lillian's note...You toy with the papers on your desk, dictate a few uninspired letters. Finally it's twelve o'clock, then twelve-thirty, then one...You decide to go out to lunch, but can scarcely eat...Then as you return to the office, you meet D. J. in the reception room.

DAWSON:

Ramirez called while you were out, John. Seems he wants to reword one of the clauses in our contract. Probably just a detail.

JOHN:

Ramirez? Oh, yes -- he sails tomorrow, doesn't he?

DAWSON:

In the morning. You'd better drive out to the Seneca Hotel right away.

JOHN:

Right away.

DAWSON:

If it's anything important, give me a ring. Eloise said that you'd be able to handle it.

MUSIC:

(BRIDGE)

SOUND:

(KNOCK, THEN DOOR OPENS)

JOHN:

Eloise!

ELOISE:

Oh, John! I'm so glad you've come.

JOHN:

But I've called you so often. I've wanted to see you.

ELOISE:

I know, but I thought - Oh, John, it's just no use. I'm not going to Brazil! I can't!

JOHN:

Eloise, darling. Have you told Mr. Ramirez?

ELOISE:

Not yet. He's out.

JOHN:

Then he doesn't want to see me?

ELOISE:

No, John, I just used the contracts as an excuse to get you to come. I wanted to talk to you....to see how you felt. Are you sure I'm doing the right thing by staying here in town?

JOHN:

Yes, Eloise. I'm sure. I'm very sure.

MUSIC:

(IN AND UNDER)

WHISTLER:

You go over matters in your mind as you drive back to the office, don't you, John? So that part at least is settled....Eloise will remain...But when you enter the outer office of Dawson, Granger & Company, you know that something is wrong... that they've received word... There's a strained atmosphere which you can almost feel, and the voice of the receptionist borders on hysteria, as she tells you that Mr. Dawson will want to see you at once...

SOUND:

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

DAWSON:

John, my boy! John!

JOHN:

D.J! What's the matter?

DAWSON:

I tried to reach you at the Seneca -- you had left --

JOHN:

What is it, what's happened?

DAWSON:

It's Lillian, John ----

JOHN:

Lillian...?

DAWSON:

She's dead. Mrs. Alberts phoned.

JOHN:

Lillian... dead? I can't believe it....

DAWSON:

It's true.

JOHN:

But why did she do it? She was in good spirits -- I've tried to.....

DAWSON:

Oh, it wasn't that. It was an accident.

JOHN:

An accident?

DAWSON:

A fire. She was working in her studio. Mrs. Alberts happened to look out of the kitchen window and she saw the studio going up in flames. She ran - but you know how film burns.

JOHN:

But the fire - how could it have started?

DAWSON:

A cigarette, they believe. She must have fainted and dropped her cigarette on some film.

JOHN:

I - I simply can't believe it....poor Lillian...

DAWSON:

It was over in no time. At least she never knew what happened -- By the time the fire department arrived, the studio had been demolished.

JOHN:

Poor, poor Lillian ..and she was so happy -- we were getting along so beautifully.

DAWSON:

(EMOTIONALLY) I - I won't forget that part of it, John - you've been wonderful - you kept your part of the bargain.

JOHN:

It wasn't just a bargain, D. J. ...not anymore...we've been very happy these past weeks.

DAWSON:

I won't forget it -- I promise you.

JOHN:

(SOFTLY, TRIUMPHANT) Whatever you wish, D. J.... whatever will make you the happiest...under the circumstances.

MUSIC:

(CURTAIN)

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ANNCR:

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ANNCR:

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MUSIC:

(THEME)

WHISTLER:

It's all over, isn't it, John... your patience has been rewarded, hasn't it...and the extra good fortune of the fire hid all traces of the poisoned chocolates... with everyone completely convinced that Lillian died in the accidental burning of the little photography studio...you're certain that it happened another way, aren't you... Yes, that she became dizzy after taking the poisoned candy...dizzy and unsteady...and that's why she dropped her cigarette from her shaking hand...but it doesn't matter now, does it, John... Even Lillian's father believes in you...intends a reward for your faithfulness to his daughter... and you know at last that you and Eloise will soon be together, and that you'll be able to afford all of the things both of you want. You're almost unable to hide the inner joy you feel as Mrs. Alberts comes in --she feels that you're alone in the room because of your grief, doesn't she.....

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MOVEMENT OF DISHES

MRS. ALBERTS:

Shall I take the tray, Mr. Granger --? Why, you've scarcely eaten anything!

JOHN:

I know, Mrs. Alberts. I'm sorry.

MRS. ALBERTS:

But you must keep up your strength.

JOHN:

Yes, yes - I suppose so.

MRS. ALBERTS:

Anyway, you did eat most of your dessert. That would have pleased Mrs. Granger.

JOHN:

Yes, perhaps it would.

MRS. ALBERTS:

She always enjoyed seeing you eat her secret recipe. Probably because she couldn't eat any sweets, herself.

JOHN:

I often felt guilty about it.

MRS. ALBERTS:

No need for that. She was never happier than when she was making dessert for your dinner. Poor soul! I can just see her now - melting that candy --

JOHN:

Melting candy - ? What candy?

MRS. ALBERTS:

Why, the chocolates you put in her studio for her. She never touched a bite of them, sir.

JOHN:

(SURPRISED) What?

MRS. ALBERTS:

She didn't want to hurt your feelings. She always melted it down and made it into your dessert.

JOHN:

(PANIC) MY dessert.

MRS:

ALBERTS: Yes, another of her secret recipes, poor dear --- Why, one of the last things she did - this very afternoon - was to bring in the candy and make that dessert you just finished eating.

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